You will be surprised, however, to learn that she has a far more favorable opinion of your humble servant than formerly.  I have had some difficulty in accounting for this change in her disposition.  It seems, however, that she had early taken a prejudice against Yankees, and had got an idea, in the beginning, that I had some wily and sinister intentions toward the people, connected with my labors here.  No developments of that kind having been made, she began to look more complacently upon my efforts, and she thinks now that the way in which I have endeavored to lead the community, is not so bad after all.

“The warst thing I had agen ye, was this”, she said to me not long since.  “My meenister o’ the Kirk at Dumfries used to preach that a pusson, might repent o’ his sins, an’ pray and pray a’ his life lang, but wad nae ken, in this warld, whether or nae he was to be saved.  Whereas, ye ken ye told the people that ef they repented o’ their sins and believed in Christ and gave the evidence o’ gude warks they might settle right doon, and ken they’d be saved, anyhow.  I ca’ that a peskalent doctreen, an a loose ane to promoolgate.  Though I must confess, ye hae na dune the meeschief I luked for”.

I did not think it best to go into a discussion of our theological differences, lest it should stir up the waters of strife, and therefore waived the subject.

Mrs. McNab occupies two comfortable rooms at Mrs. Campbell’s house, from whence she issues forth, whenever occasion calls, to perform the duties of nurse, counsellor, and supervisor-general of the domestic affairs of the community.  The tea-drinkings in her parlor seem to be occasions of great social enjoyment to the fortunate neighbors invited.  After the regular gossip of the day has been discussed, she entertains her company with the same old stories of her former life in Scotland, among its grand families, and to these she has added, for the benefit of those who have more recently come into the Settlement, accounts of the “Doobyce” family, characterizing its members by remarking, that “Mr. Doobyce was a braw, princely mon, his wife a sweet, fair spoken leddy, an’ Miss Ady was a born queen, ef there ever was ane.  She had her ane way wi’ everybody, an’ e’en I mysel’ hae gien up to her, whiles”.

Micah Mummychog, alias Jones, Miss Adele’s special devotee, never a bad-hearted person, has now become one of the influential men of the neighborhood, and sustains here every good word and work.  About a year after the great fire, he had a long and dangerous illness, brought on by great exposure to cold while lumbering in the woods.

Mrs. McNab voluntarily went to his house and took care of him most assiduously, for many weeks, until his recovery.  Micah said, that “it looked remarkable kind in the old soul to come of her own accord and take keer of him, when he’d allers plagued her so unmascifully”.

He felt very grateful to her and paid her handsomely for her services.  Nevertheless, he teases her yet occasionally and says “he dont know neow, which skeered him most, the great fire, or comin’ to his senses one night when he was sick, and seein’ Aunt McNab with her head wropped up in its cotton night gear”.